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Harlequin romance novels line the walls, relics that belonged to Mascis’s long-deceased mom. He tells me he doesn’t really stay at home anymore. "Too dusty."
So we pile into Mascis’s new four-wheel drive Ford Explorer for a tour of the Amherst environs. "We always drove station wagons," Mascis says in his slow, quiet drawl. "I guess this is the station wagon of the ’90s. I should inquire how much it would cost to get wood panelling put on it," he says with the faintest of grins.
Mascis slaps in a tape of Charlie Rich as we cruise by the pizza shops, bookstores, and packs of plaid jocks of Amherst, a college town that bassist Mike Johnson describes simply as a "hellish place." "This town has pretty much been raped," Mascis says, pointing out the chain stores where the grocery store used to be. "There used to be a lot of hippies around but they’re gone now. Wherever it was that Steve Winwood got that yuppie look, with those suit coats. They all kinda look like that now. They might still be fried, but they look like Steve."
We pass a red brick church. "That’s where all the degenerates used to sit on the steps," Mascis says, admitting that he himself avoided the place. "I was a freak, but I didn’t want my dad to see me hanging out there." We drive by the University of Massachusetts’ sky-rise dorms. "Kegs and TVs fly out the windows a lot." Nearby stands a towering building. "That’s the tall library. People jump off it sometimes.â€